Today I met a female Afghan photographer who took me out girls shopping. It was the Only time spend without a man 2 meters away from me. It is a weird feeling that you by no chance can be independent. I am lucky to have two great locals on my side, Shoib and Basher. Basher is acting like my bodyguard and leave the room as soon as I do. Like a shaddow. But I am thankful for it. They must think I am the weirdest person as I have them going to bakeries and keeps on ask weird questions about traditions and values. They usually work for foreign war correspondents from the large international magazines.
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